Chapter 42
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
LEON
Fuck. I didn’t tell her I was leaving. In my adrenaline-fueled rage, she became second to vengeance. I tap the screen and feel even more like shit.
Firefly: Taking a long time to move your bike… I’ll be in my room, come see me when you’re done.
Twenty minutes later, another came in.
Firefly: I guess you went out, which is totally fine btw. I’m going to try and get some sleep. Hope you’re ok.
And the last came in about an hour ago.
Firefly: Woke up to a noise, thought it was you. Just let me know that you’re okay.
Guilt hits me like a freight train. Here I was, getting my revenge while she was upstairs worrying about me, probably replaying the night’s events over and over. After everything she’s been through, the last thing she needed was to wonder where I’d gone or if something had happened to me.
I quickly type back:
I’m home. Sorry for worrying you. Coming up now.
But as I pass the bedroom door, I see her silhouette curled up on top of the blankets. She fell asleep down here… waiting for me.
I stand in the doorway, watching the rise and fall of her ribcage. Even in sleep, she doesn’t look peaceful. There’s tension in her shoulders, and her hands are clenched into small fists. The trauma from tonight is still working its way through her system.
I should let her sleep. But as I start to turn away, she stirs.
“Leon?” Her voice is groggy but alert.
“Hey. I’m sorry, love. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
She sits up slowly, running a hand through her disheveled hair. “I wasn’t really asleep. Just... resting my eyes. Where did you go?”
I hesitate, not wanting to lie to her but also not wanting to burden her with what I did tonight. “I needed some air. Had to clear my head after what happened.”
She studies my face, and I can see she doesn’t entirely believe me, but she doesn’t push. Instead, she rubs her temples. “I can’t sleep anyway. Every time I close my eyes, I see them. Feel their hands reaching for me. They morph into the others and…”
I climb onto the side of the bed next to her, still giving her space. “That’s understandable, what they did was so fucking not okay. I’m sure your body will take a long time to come down from the adrenaline.”
She cradles her face in her hands, her voice a whisper. “I hate this. I hate that I can’t do simple things like take out trash without falling apart. I hate that I need rescuing.”
Her pain is a knife in my chest. “It’s not you. What happened tonight won’t happen again, I—”
“You don’t know that.” She sighs, and meets my gaze. “I wish I was strong.”
I have so many things to say. So many ways to tell her she is strong. Fuck. She’s stronger than anyone I know. But right now, I know that more words won’t help.
“Can I hold you?” I ask as I guide a loose strand of hair from her face.
She nods, and slides over to make room for me.
Instead of turning with her back against my chest like usual, she stays facing me so we’re side by side. I toy with her hair, smoothing it away so I can look into her eyes. They’re still red and swollen from crying and it makes me want to find those assholes all over again.
She reaches out and rests her palm on my chest, feeling the rhythm of my heart beating.
We’re quiet for a long time but it’s not uncomfortable.
It’s calm, like we’re finally able to breathe together.
The space between us is charged like always…
that constant pull to get closer… to let her feel how much I love her. But I won’t push her, not tonight.
“Leon,” she whispers, as her fingers trace small circles on my chest. “I’m tired.”
“You should try to sleep—”
“No.” She shakes her head, and curls her fingers in the hem of my shirt.
“I’m tired of feeling like I have no control over my life.
Tired of things just happening to me. Tired of being scared all the time.
Tonight, those guys... they tried to take my choice away.
Again.” Her voice grows steadier. “But I’m here now.
Safe. With you. And for once, I want to choose what happens next. ”
I choke on a breath as she reaches her hand under my shirt, sliding it along my stomach.
“Bailey...”
“I want you,” she says softly. “I want to remember who I am underneath all the fear and pain.”
Her fingertips glide upwards against every ridge of my abs, sliding against my nipples before traveling lower again. I’m trembling under her touch, barely holding myself together.
“I want to feel strong again,” she continues. “And beautiful.”
Before I can respond, she rests her hand on the band of my boxer briefs, and slides in closer so there’s no space between us.
Her eyes blaze as she presses her lips to mine.
It’s different from the other kisses we’ve shared.
This one is purposeful, claiming. She kisses me like she means it, like she’s choosing it, and it’s the most perfect thing I’ve ever felt.
When we break apart to catch our breaths, she rests her forehead against mine.
“Show me I’m not broken. Help me remember what it feels like to be touched by someone who cares.”
My heart pounds as I search her face, making sure this is what she really wants. “Are you sure?” I ask, needing to hear her say it one more time.
“Yes, please, Leon… touch me.” She slips her hand into my boxers, wrapping her fingers around my cock.
“Bailey,” I groan out her name like a prayer.
“Yes?” she asks innocently, stroking my length.
“Fuck, baby… Bailey… I’ll come if you do that.”
She hums, this throaty, sexy sound that drives me wild. I suck in a breath and force myself to regain some composure.
“Clothes off,” I say. “I don’t want anything between us.”
Her hand leaves my boxers and she wastes no time in stripping off her pajamas.
A part of me is still being cautious. Still waiting for her to change her mind.
But then she’s completely bare for me. Her perky tits looking delicious, her curves glowing in the dim light, those thighs slightly parted so I can see her perfect pussy.
Fucking hell, I’m nervous… I feel like a virgin again.
“Now you,” she says, looking up at me with those big blue eyes.
I pull my shirt off and toss it on the floor, then slide my boxers off next. A satisfied smile pulls at her lips, giving me the courage I need.
“You’re perfect,” I whisper. My voice is hoarse with want and something deeper. “You’re so fucking perfect, Bailey.”
I tangle my fingers in her hair and pull her in for a kiss. With her skin against mine, I can’t hold back. I touch every inch, barely fucking believing that this moment is real. That I’m not dreaming.
She moans against my lips, wrapping her top leg against my hip, pulling herself closer. Nails drag down my back as she sucks my bottom lip. Dipping her tongue inside, she toys with me, grinding her hips as she runs her tongue over mine.
Her wet pussy slides along my length and Christ, it takes all my restraint not to thrust into her right now.
“Touch me,” she says, as she kisses down my neck, sucking my earlobe. “I want to feel you everywhere.”
My hands roam her body, cupping her breast, my thumb brushing over her nipple. She gasps and arches into my touch, and I feel my nervousness melting away. This is Bailey, my Bailey, trusting me with every part of her.
“Show me I’m not broken,” she breathes against my skin.
I capture her mouth again, pouring everything I have into our kiss. I kiss her neck, her collarbone, wanting to savor this… to take my time, but also I’ve waited so long. We both have.
My hand travels lower over the curve of her waist, and hovers over her pussy. I wait for a heartbeat.
“Please,” she moans.
“Fuck,” I grit out as I slide a finger between her soaked lips. Holy fuck, she’s wet and warm and perfect. “You feel just like I remember.”
“Mmm.” Soft noises of pleasure escape her lips, as I dip my finger inside her tight hole, sliding my finger wet with her cum up to her clit. “Oh God, yes… right there.”
“You want me to rub your clit until you come, Firefly?”
I don’t even know what I’m saying. I’m crazed with lust… needing to feel her come apart on my fingers.
She arches into my hand, rocking in rhythm with my fingers, chasing her release.
“Yes… I’m in control,” she murmurs. “I want… I want this.”
“That’s right, love. You’re in control. Take what you want. Use my hand to get off.”
Her legs tense and she shudders, a low shaky breath escaping her.
I’ve never seen anyone so goddamn beautiful in my life.
Bailey coming for me is like the world’s greatest work of art.
Her back arches, her tits pushing up against my face.
I suck a nipple hard, and she bites her lip, cursing under her breath.
“Holy shit,” she breathes, as her body shudders in small aftershocks. With both hands on my shoulders, she rolls me to my back, straddling me. “I need you inside me.”
“Baby… Oh fuck—”
I’m cut off by her gripping my cock and lining it up with her entrance. Inch by inch she sinks down, and holy fuck I’ve never felt anything better in my entire life. I’m the luckiest man alive right now with Bailey, naked, riding my cock, giving me every ounce of her trust, of her body.
“You’re so big,” she says. “I forgot.”
“You can take me, love. Just breathe… go slow.” I reach for her clit, rubbing tight circles until she sinks down further, moaning. “That’s it. This tight cunt was made for me.”
She’s barely moving, waiting for her body to adjust to my size and it’s so fucking hard to keep still. One hand keeps circling her clit while my other grips her hip, guiding her lower.
“Your piercings,” she gasps. “They’re so good.”
I arch up slightly, moving my hips to help her along. “You like the way your pussy swallows them up, don’t you?”
“Fuck, Leon… do that again.”
I arch again, using my grip on her hip to push her down until I’m fully seated inside her. We groan, words I can barely recognize, and when she starts to move, I’m fucking done for.
With her head thrown back, she rocks, using my cock exactly how she wants to. It’s everything to see her like this. Confident and so fucking beautiful.
“You’re so goddamn sexy, Bailey.” She leans in and I suck her nipple, nibbling gently until she gasps. “So perfect… I’ve wanted this for so long. We were made for each other.”
“I’m close,” she says, changing her angle so her clit is grinding against me. Our mouths are inches apart so I meet her there, clashing together in a tangle of teeth and tongues.
I can feel her walls tightening around me, her orgasm building with each rock of her hips. “Fuck, I’m gonna come, baby. You feel so good.”
“Come in me. I need it.”
My cock swells as I pump up into her, both of us shuddering and shaking our release.
She cries out, just as I shoot deep inside her, filling her up with every drop of cum I have.
There’s something so fucking hot about her taking it all.
Knowing she’s full of me and no one else. God, I’m so lucky I can barely breathe.
She rocks, riding out her release before falling onto my chest. I wrap my arms around her, holding her close, feeling our bodies melt into each other as our breathing slows.
I don’t know when I fall asleep, but when I wake, it’s not the stream of sunlight coming in from the entryway door that I notice first, it’s Bailey’s tight heat, enveloping my cock as she rolls her hips over me.
“Bailey,” I whisper, wrapping my arms around her. “Fucking hell, baby… This is the best wake up call I could ever ask for.”
She laughs and the sound is everything… but then she leans forward and pushes her tits against my face and I’m fully awake. I wrap my arms around her and roll her onto her back.
“You’re so wet and ready for me, aren’t you?” I say as I thrust into her, groaning a rough sound from the back of my throat.
“Yes, please,” she begs, spreading her legs wide to accommodate my size.
“Taking me so fucking well.” I pump with my hands on either side of her face holding my weight. “Jesus Christ, Bailey, you feel incredible. I’ll never get enough… fucking never.”
“Don’t stop.”
Never. I slide in and out, savoring the feeling of fucking her like this. Like I used to. With each thrust, I only want her more. Want to get deeper, feel closer. Her nails claw my back in the best feeling of painful pleasure. I love it. I can’t get enough.
She cries out, moans and guttural sounds. I do too. It’s wild and animalistic and pure. I thrust harder, deeper, lifting her leg and throwing it over my shoulder so I can grind against her clit.
“Come around my cock, love. Let me feel you,” I say against her, before sucking her bottom lip between my teeth.
“So close…”
Our skin slaps as I pick up speed, feeling my own release building deep in my spine. I see it in her face, feel her pussy tightening… and fuck, I won’t last much longer.
She grips my ass, squeezing hard and I lose it, shuddering as I come inside her. “Holy fucking shit,” I groan between thrusts. Her body shakes beneath me as she comes hard, arching up to ride out every last second.
I’m so gone for her. There’s no one else in this world for me. Just Bailey. Just my Firefly.
I pull out, wishing I could stay inside her forever. But knowing my cum lines her walls makes my chest swell.
I crawl down her body, planting kisses along her stomach as she pants and digs her fingers into my hair. When I reach her pussy, I marvel at the way our cum looks together. It drips down her thighs, and I gather it in between my fingers and look into her eyes.
“This belongs inside you.”
And with a groan, I stuff my cum-covered fingers back inside her. My cock twitches at the perfect sight of her swollen dripping pussy.
And fuck, I’m already hard again.